Whose youth romance story begins with a witch's trial?!

Fang Chang is unexpectedly reincarnated into a world geared towards children, and becomes the eccentric executive [Desperate Monarch].

Faced with the choice between failing to absorb enough despair energy and perishing, or causing chaos and being beaten to death by magical girls, Fang Chang chose to absorb despair energy from the magical girls.

As for how to implement it specifically?

That naturally involves finding a magical girl with a tragic past, caring for her meticulously, loving her, and reintroducing her to the world, filling her with love for it and for life, and then...

Find someone to dismember him and dump the pieces in front of the magical girl!

Sure enough, through this method, Fang Chang quickly succeeded in winning over several magical girls, dragging them from heaven to the abyss and absorbing a large wave of despair energy.

Just as she was preparing to use a similar method to capture her next prey, the magical girls who had once been driven to despair by her all came knocking on her door.

"what?"

Cornered by the women, Fang Chang swallowed hard in fear and mustered his courage to ask.

All the women answered in unison—

"Dry!"

215. Hiro's Fake Death, Top-Tier Intellectual Battle, Dark Psychology, The Witch's Secret

"resurrection--!"

In the restaurant in the morning, many aspiring witches saw Chang Rong standing in front of the door with her hands on her hips, striking an incredibly cool pose and announcing to everyone, "Solomon, I'm back!"

"Chang Rongjun...? Are you really alright?" The pink and white puppy, Sakura Emma, ​​blinked at the sight and asked in a low voice, somewhat incredulous.

"Waaaaah... Lord Changrong's condition must be getting worse. The prolonged anemia is causing hallucinations... Waaaaah... No, there's no other way. Even if it costs me my life, I must try to heal Lord Changrong with magic—"

Seeing the energetic Chang Rong covered in sweat, the attending physician, Meru, made up her mind to rush over and sacrifice her life like the older generation of Saint Seiya warriors. After all, the only reason Chang Rong, who was originally lying in bed without any energy, suddenly became so energetic was probably because he had developed a mental illness.

"No, no, no, calm down, Meruru! Are you the kind of mysterious, lazy guy who has an invincible, self-adaptive summon that spins around on his head, but only ever self-destructs at the drop of a hat in fights?!"

Chang Rong quickly stopped Ice Melulu. Although this jellyfish possessed the magic of 'restoration,' it was full of thoughts of 'I'll explode at the slightest disagreement,' making it really hard to handle.

"Ahem—don't worry, everyone, I'm really much better! As for the reason why I was able to get out of bed... you all probably know better than I do, right?"

Chang Rong raised her right hand, mimicking the pose of Ryota Hasumi, pointing her five fingers downwards at the crowd, striking a dashing and carefree pose as she spoke.

"The reason..."

Although it was an extremely enigmatic statement, the prospective witches all showed thoughtful expressions after hearing it, and some of the self-satisfied girls even showed mysteriously confident smiles.

After all, yesterday Nikaido Hiro mentioned the formula that Witch Factor = Chang Rong's hidden reserve and Heartbeat Value = Witch Factor replenishment value. Therefore, many girls would instinctively feel that it was their actions of sneaking into the infirmary that generated the highest Heartbeat Value, allowing Chang Rong to absorb the Witch Factor and thus heal quickly.

"Well, after all, I've been seriously researching what makes a truly captivating young lady, so achieving this effect is a piece of cake!"

Hannah Tohno, holding up her fan, revealed a cute expression that was both shy and smug. She had made a huge decision to enter the infirmary yesterday, so naturally, she would get the best results!

In stark contrast to Tono Hannah's expression was that of Chang Rong, another person involved. He looked at Tono Hannah, who was beaming with secret delight, with a conflicted and subtle expression.

Yesterday, this young lady suddenly seemed to be triggered by something, and somehow found a whip and ran to Chang Rong's infirmary.

Sherry and Emma said that instead of following the trend and pursuing other people's advantages, it's better to play to your own strengths. So, so, so... I'm going to use my charm as a young lady to conquer you, desuwa... you silly knight!

—With these words in mind, Tono Hannah began to swing the whip, but because she didn't know how to use it at all, it ended up wrapped around her own neck. She almost performed a crazy act in front of Chang Rong, swinging on a swing in the room that could blow up the live broadcast room.

Later, Chang Rong hurriedly stopped Tono Hannah and spent a long time explaining to her that the 'Queen' and the 'Young Lady' are not the same creature, and even the 'Queen' and the 'Queen Who Whips' are not the same creature. Only then did Tono Hannah's eyes widen and she showed a shocked expression of sudden realization.

Judging from the way she gritted her teeth and whispered, "That gorilla woman...", the one who proposed such a brilliant idea must be our little fairy Sherlock Holmes, who possesses unparalleled wisdom throughout the entire Witch Island.

Although Hannah's suicide attempt was undeniably humorous, she was so shy that she uncontrollably floated up into the air. Chang Rong tried to pull the twin-tailed balloon down, but ended up being carried up into the air as well.

Chang Rong was initially bored from being confined to his hospital bed, but Hannah's levitation magic unexpectedly freed him from his bed, which made him very happy.

Seeing the white-haired boy's excited expression made Hannah even more shy and cause her to float around even more joyfully. If it weren't for the fact that witch factors couldn't be supplied in unlimited quantities, perpetual motion machines could be a reality on Witch Island.

The final outcome was that the two of them stepped on each other's feet, twisting and turning in mid-air in the infirmary like they were leaping on a ladder, performing a strange ritual that was more like a dance than a martial art.

It wasn't until Hannah was exhausted that she reluctantly carried Chang Rong back to the hospital bed from mid-air. The blonde, twin-tailed young lady breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling, not even having time to wipe the sweat from her forehead, just staring straight at the innocent boy with a happy smile in front of her.

—No matter how you look at it, the advantage is on my side! Although I was initially tricked by the little gorilla girl into having to go through that pointless whipping session—no, what I did afterwards was actually incredibly romantic, like a fairy tale, wasn't it! Chang Rong must have been very moved back then, which is why he recovered so quickly, that must be it!

Tono Hannah gripped her rough hands tightly. These hands, which she would normally feel ashamed of, had held that boy's hand tightly yesterday as they floated and soared in mid-air. This is it, sisters!

—What an exhilarating experience, Miss Hannah. I'll probably never forget you, but it's a pity... Miss, you were just a prospective witch who appeared before Hero sacrificed himself.

Unlike the young lady who felt superior, Chang Rong muttered to himself, feeling somewhat guilty and embarrassed. That moment of floating had indeed given him a precious experience, but compared to his later experience of being lifted into the air by Hiroko, his stats suddenly seemed utterly insignificant.

While everyone else was embracing the "intimate fan" trend, Hakimi was the first to recognize the commercial potential of the pure love genre. And just when everyone else was striving for that pure love image, Hakimi successfully won over Heero, allowing him to enjoy his "intimate fan" activities to the fullest.

Although he was easily eliminated like a lowly soldier, Hakimi's strength in terms of intuition and fighting style is undeniable. My sister Ze is still the world's number one intelligence officer.

Not only Tono Hannah, but all the aspiring witches who had effective interactions with Chang Rong yesterday were proudly taking credit, believing that they had provided the most "heart points" during the "collective healing" process. Even Natsume An'an, who came over and did nothing but be petted for a while and then regretfully left after eating an apple, puffed out her little chest and struck a pose as if to say, "I'm so awesome."

Of course, those like Emma, ​​Meruru, and Sherry, who were eliminated early on, could only whine and drift away from the situation, praying that everyone would stop checking their DPS.

There was also a mysterious ice-making woman like Kurobe Nanoha, who looked worried and kept thinking back to the bread she served yesterday. She thought she shouldn't have added any strange hallucinogenic stuff.

Immediately, everyone was discussing Chang Rong's recovery, some happy and some sad. Chang Rong, facing this situation, could only recall the words of a top EVA pilot: "At times like these, just smile."

After a night of cooling down and calming her mind, and reflecting on the various experiences she'd had with everyone as "Whiteboard Changrong," Changrong decided that whether or not the party went on didn't really matter. As Hiro said, there were still many important things to do. Maintaining this simple happiness might be a better choice for everyone.

Of course, there's an even simpler and easier way to describe Chang Rong's idea: the "wise man's time."

"Speaking of which, didn't Heero come with you, Emma? You two have been hanging out together quite often lately~"

Sherry, who was also among those who had to leave the competition, noticed that Emma wasn't accompanied by the long-haired, black-haired student council president today, and asked her about it with some curiosity.

"Hiro-chan? Um... well, Hiro-chan said she had a leg cramp and couldn't get out of bed, so she's still sleeping and resting in her bedroom." Emma tilted her head and replied thoughtfully.

"By the way, Xiao Ke just texted me, saying that she stayed up all night watching horror movies and now she's going to catch up on sleep."

Upon hearing that Hiro was absent, Saeki Miria remembered something and told everyone that Zetsu Coco was also sleeping in.

"Huh...?"

It was already strange that Hiro, the self-proclaimed all-around perfect Yamato Nadeshiko, would sleep in late. And the fact that another member of the "Steel Beauty Club," Sawatari Coco, was also absent at the same time made many people suspicious.

"That girl... she complained before that the special effects of the horror movies I recommended were too fake, and that the plot was stupid. She said that instead of watching such movies, it would be better to call that stupid monster over to watch him cosplay as an ostrich and bury his head in the sofa... Will that girl really watch horror movies all night?"

Natsume An-an complained while holding up her sketchbook. Although An-an was able to communicate normally after resolving her inner conflict and mastering hypnosis, she still had the habit of holding up her sketchbook when she spoke.

"This... it must be Coco practicing beforehand! Don't you see those streamers always doing things like the 'Don't Laugh Challenge' and the 'Don't Jade Challenge'? So Coco is probably planning to follow suit and do the 'Don't Scream While Watching Horror Movies Challenge'."

Seeing An'an's suspicion level soar, Chang Rong quickly tried to explain.

"And what's more, when Hero gets leg cramps... Hero used to be such a super athlete, she would come back and run the test with me again after finishing her own physical test! Would someone like Hero really 'feel unwell' and stay in bed sleeping soundly...?"

On the other side, Emma rested her chin on one hand and said in a low voice, as if the Demon of Law was about to take over again.

"Hiro has been so busy lately that she must have exhausted herself... She always puts everyone else's needs before her own health, which is kind of 'wrong,' haha."

Just as Chang Rong had managed to calm An An's doubts a little, Emma popped up again, and Chang Rong could only quickly continue to explain.

"But Hiro-chan used to say, 'Anyone who can't even take care of their own health is an absolute idiot.' Hiro-chan, would you really exhaust yourself to the point of sleeping in? Hey, Changrong-kun... you don't happen to know something inside, do you?"

Emma Sakura muttered to herself as she slowly walked towards the white-haired boy. The greedy puppy was already annoyed because Ryota Hasumi had taken over the 'small animal' track right in front of it, and later, due to her witch-assassin constitution, it could only transform into a helpless wife, biting its fingers on the sidelines.

Now, Hiro's unusual behavior and Chang Rong's sudden getting out of bed—all these situations made her extremely confused and irritable.

“We still feel something’s not right. You stupid monster, you’re not hiding something, are you…?” An’an from the other side also came over.

“Rongrong has the scent of lying on her... Noah can confirm it just by licking her!” As if the situation wasn’t chaotic enough, another member of the children’s group, Noah Josaki, also came over.

"Waaaah... Lord Changrong, you... you wouldn't be chasing us all away and then going to do *that* with the person you've already decided on, would you...!" Even someone as clumsy as a jellyfish could sense something was amiss in this situation.

"I, I mean, you're all surrounding a patient who's still not fully recovered, right? Is this really okay...?" Arisa Fujito tried to dissuade the group with some concern, but her words were like a small pebble thrown into a large dataset, failing to create even the slightest ripple.

—Isn't this about to expose us?!

Humans are indeed incapable of empathy. When Chang Rong wanted to throw a party, he was forcibly stopped by Xi Luo. And when he finally managed to "maintain a good, pure relationship" with everyone and try to keep it a secret, he faced the risk of being exposed.

Cornered in the corner, Chang Rong watched the approaching prospective witches and swallowed hard.

"Looks like I can't hide it anymore. To be honest, I slept with Hiro last night!!"

"——" "——"

With Chang Rong's self-disclosure, the previously noisy restaurant instantly fell silent, and everyone stood there stunned, staring at Chang Rong.

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds—7 seconds passed.

"Seriously... Chang Rong-jun doesn't have to use such an excuse if he doesn't want to talk about it...!"

"There's a limit to joking about Hero!"

"Are you so impatient with us... You can't even be bothered to come up with a reasonable excuse..." "Watson, your ability to fabricate evidence has also declined~ It seems that I, Sherlock Holmes, need to conduct a thorough investigation!"

Everyone scattered instantly, even bringing up the excuse of having done it with Hiro. Well, let's not ask any more questions for now.

Watching the girls scatter in frustration, Chang Rong felt a surge of admiration for Xi Luo.

So, so all of this was part of your plan, Hiro!? All those embarrassing behaviors all this time, automatically going through the motions of talking big when you see me but never actually doing anything, playing like a nobody even with a perfect hand—all of this was just to deceive the whole world for that one moment when you truly transform from a nobody into a dragon…!

Even the troublemaker was ashamed of himself, making Phoenix Inu Kyouma break out in a cold sweat, and even the Rock King Emperor had to applaud him – this was the most chilling top-level battle of wits on Witch Island!

"It's so lively so early in the morning, how pleasant..."

Baosheng Mag, standing to the side, held the ancient book of witch script, watching this scene with a smile and a sigh, while subtly wiping away sweat.

Marg originally thought that she had always been a fake, deceiving herself into knowing what normal love was. But after coming to Witch Island and meeting Chang Rong and the other prospective witches, Marg suddenly realized that her understanding of love seemed to be at a relatively normal level.

The scene of a group of people surrounding a teenager early in the morning, questioning him about what he had done while in the hospital, and the teenager yelling "I did something" before scattering and mocking them, even made Marge, who considered herself a con artist, wonder if she had really been caught up in some strange "Don't Laugh" challenge.

However, she didn't dislike the atmosphere at all. Compared to her 'home,' which was affluent but incredibly suffocating, where she would feel breathless just by being in the room, Marg felt much more relaxed here.

However... this kind of life cannot continue forever. Once the ritual to summon the Great Witch is deciphered, everyone must eventually move forward.

Or perhaps this ritual will never be deciphered...?

Baosheng Mag held the ancient book in her hands, unaware of how tightly she gripped it.

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Thanks to Nu-7 Hammer of Ironblood for the fodder!

Thank you Chenguang Moxin·Fulan Hongxia for the unexpected help, love you all!

Thank you for the feeding from Three Years Spring·Remembering Sounds·Dongcheng

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